A Quick Sixteen

It's been a while. I thought I'd finish this one up.

I blast them fools, with my mass of tools
You massing drool as I pass you dudes
Your lines are crude, I have you mute
You talking big, but you're so minute

I'm only seventeen, reaching for my dreams
I'll murder anybody who's not on my team
Like a suicide bomber, I'm blowing shit up
I'm new to the game, but I cannot be stopped

Put you to shame, I'm bringing back the flame
Shooting MCs with a blind man's aim
This isn't a claim, it's a fact of life
I'll have you murdered while I fuck your wife

Yes, I'm cynical, I won't get biblical
But you'll be praying to your god when I crush your skull
You're so gullible, of course I'm not serious
Just don't even try to get me furious

lawl.





Yes, I know it's not the best. But I felt like I needed to write a quick sixteen. And it was definitely a quick sixteen. Sloppy work. Picture has no relevance. Anyways, I wanted to rant about something but I guess I got it out with the quick sixteen.

But I'll update you in my current projects. I am writing some ideas for a story and some ideas for my next photoshoot. I am honestly starting to take photography seriously and I am looking forward to becoming a full fledged photographer. It's my passion and I'd love to get paid to do something I truly love. Of course, I still love writing, but I'm not sure if journalism is the right career for me. Oh well, I'm still seventeen. Still got a lot of options. I'm still young. Anyways, that's it for today readers. Sorry I've been somewhat MIA. Lots of things to deal with. I'll talk to you guys soon.